Quotes About Philosophy

He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.

I have only one curiosity left: death.

How lovely is death; and how niggardly it is doled out.

Do-gooding is like treating hemophilia - the real cure is to let hemophiliacs bleed to death...before they breed more hemophiliacs.

Why was I born, if it wasn't forever?

To philosophize is to learn to die.

Death is not the problem; waiting around for it is.

Death is never sweet, not even if it is suffered for the highest ideal.

That nation is great which rests its head upon death as its pillow.

Michael could never remember his father ever having uttered a word about death, as if the Don respected death too much to philosophize about it.

And death? I don't fear death. I dread the absence of it.

What, then, remains but that we still should cry, For being born, and, being born, to die?

acknowledging wholeheartedly, as the enigma that it is, the pointless meaningfulness of living—

Their naive fucking impertinence about carnal lusting! Seducer of the young. Socrates, Strindberg, and me.

To you things that aren't thinkable in intellectual terms aren't worth thinking about.

Cruzaban por su mente los mismos pensamientos, inútiles para un hombre como él, sin gran talento, aunque no para Sófocles: lo accidental que es el sino, o lo accidental que todo puede parecer cuando es ineludible.

but because no evidence had ever been offered Sabbath to persuade him that the dead were anything other than dead. To talk to them, admittedly, was to indulge in the most defensible of irrational human activities

In human society, thinking's the greatest transgression of all.

These questions are futile to answer. Behind the answer there is another answer, and an answer behind that answer, and on and on.

Todo es un error -le dije-. ¿No es eso lo que me has estado diciendo? No existe más que error. Ahí está el meollo del mundo. Nadie encuentra su vida. Eso es la vida.

All the great thoughts he had not reached were beyond enumeration; there was no bottom to what he did not have to say about the meaning of his life.

In my experience the direction of life is toward incoherence—precisely what you would never confront. Maybe that was the only coherent thing you could think to do: die to deny incoherence.

More meaning than was necessary was in the nature of things.

But may I ask, Marcus, merely out of curiosity, how you manage to get by in life—filled as our lives inevitably are with trial and tribulation—lacking religious or spiritual guidance?" "I get straight A's, sir.